HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA.
(Sorry. I don’t know what came over me.)
SNORT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAA.
(Sorry. It’s just that…um… EASY? … what was I THINKING?)
What’s really funny is that I started out writing a post about how this summer HAS been easy…-er. More easy. Easy-ish.
Seriously, it HAS been different from past years, when having all three kids home meant nonstop boredom, fights, and demands.
First I was gonna tell you about Charlie’s great idea of putting the kids to work, and how it’s actually working. They now do daily and weekly chores that include housework and laundry.
My bathroom has been cleaned more these past three weeks than it had in the previous three MONTHS. AND NOT BY ME.
…How the kids haven’t acted too bored or demanding.
Today they all got up and did their chores without being told to. Made their own breakfasts too. Then the girls worked together to build a “carnival” with dining room chairs and stuffed animals.
So I was all, “Oh yeah, uh huh, we are AMAZING parents!”
And, “I think I can take my laptop to my room and actually write a post this afternoon!”
So that’s what I did. I finished folding laundry as kids quietly watched TV together. I gathered up my stuff and slipped off down the hall.
And guess what happened NOT EVEN FIVE MINUTES AFTER I SAT DOWN ON MY BED.
GUESS.
Hannah, first from a distance, then closer, then bursting into my room:
“I don’t WANNA watch that show! I HATE you, you JERK!” THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP “MOMMMM!!!!”
Followed by Abby, slumping down the hall:
“MOoommm, I have a headaaaaache (whiny voice here). And I’m huuuuuuuungry.”
Then LC, also slumping in:
“I’m STARVING. And I don’t know what to do. The girls won’t let me play my video game on the TV.”
***
YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
So now I’m all cranky and ungrateful. And creating a post that sounds decidedly less contented than it started out to be.
You know what?
I’m still gonna share with you my new lyrics for Gershwin’s “Summertime.”
Cuz THIS TOO SHALL PASS. Right?
RIGHT?
Summertime,
and the livin is easy.
Kids are workin’
And the bathroom is clean.
Oh your daughter’s home,
And your son is vacuumin’.
So hush little Momma,
Don’t you cry.
12 responses so far ↓
1 Lainie Gallagher // Jun 16, 2010 at 2:34 pm
Haha you’re cute.
2 Sharkbait // Jun 17, 2010 at 1:41 am
Ah, kids.
Can’t live with them, can’t leave them on the side of the road.
3 Jake // Jun 17, 2010 at 10:24 pm
You make having kids sound terrifying. I suppose I’ll be up for the challenge someday though, right?
4 Steph at the Red Clay Diaries // Jun 17, 2010 at 10:31 pm
Naw, you just caught me on a bad day. Although I will say it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. (But take that with a grain of salt. I’m a bit of a slacker.)
5 katdish // Jun 19, 2010 at 1:49 pm
Hold up…
How’d you get them to clean the bathroom?
6 Duane Scott // Jun 21, 2010 at 2:37 am
Ya… okay…
not interested in kids…
even if they clean the bathroom.
You know what?
You’re an entertaining person.
And a cool writer.
But I’m guessing you already knew that.
7 Kathy // Jun 22, 2010 at 8:41 pm
I just want to lay in that hammock and look at that flower….please…
8 Amy Sullivan // Jun 22, 2010 at 11:10 pm
Ok, I really want to hear more about this cleaning the bathroom three times! Good stuff.
9 Grace // Jul 2, 2010 at 2:35 pm
I LOVE THIS POST!!! So fun. So funny. So…REAL!!! Makes me wish you were my neighbor!
10 Jen // Jul 2, 2010 at 9:10 pm
I’ve so been there! Just as I start to feel awesome in my parenting, I am always humbled. Always.
11 Jennifer@GDWJ // Jul 4, 2010 at 3:12 pm
Are you sure you weren’t at MY HOUSE yesterday? This sounds very familiar. … I always go into summer thinkin’ it’s going to be “eeeeeeeeeasyyyy,” as you say. But it’s often pretty crazy here, too. One day we’ll look back on all this chaos and think about the goofy memories we made, right? I hope???? Please tell me it’s so?
~wink~
Have a fun Fourth weekend.
12 Matt @ The Church of No People // Jul 6, 2010 at 12:41 am
Ha!
Leave it to kids to make you feel like a good parent…for exactly 30 seconds!
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